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Fuzzy Wuzzy was a Teacher
But in his heart a fiery Preacher
The fruit of his passion
Was not in fashion.
So English he made
In the Korean shade.
Fuzzy Wuzzy got a sun burn
Only for his love did yearn.
All the friends were gone
He got stuck in the john.
Where did they all go
Just 'cause he was a little slow?
Farther goals toward
Faster and Faster outward.
In the distance
In the fog
Only memories left
In the daily log.
Paul R. Friesen 2008
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